"Well? Have those outlaws who dared attack the Celestial Dragons been captured yet?"
Saint Mars looked at Saint Saturn with cold eyes, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure and authority.
"No word has come from Marine Headquarters yet. It seems they haven't," Saint Saturn answered in a low voice, frowning slightly.
"The Marines are getting less and less efficient at carrying out the World Government's orders." Saint Warcury frowned, his tone filled with displeasure.
"Hmph, the Marines need to be put in their place. We can't let them keep slacking off like this," Saint Nusjuro said with a cold sneer.
"Then let's cut the Marines' overall military budget for next year by twenty percent," Saint Nusjuro said slowly, as though deciding something utterly trivial.
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!"
"Agreed!"
The other Five Elders voiced their agreement with the decision one after another.
And just like that, the plan to put the Marines in their place passed without a second thought.
With a few words, the military budget for the entire Marine force, numbering well over a hundred thousand, was cut by twenty percent!
Yet these powerful men did not focus on their true enemies. Instead, they turned their sights on their own subordinates-the Marines.
They seemed unconcerned about the Uchiha Clan, who had dared to attack the Celestial Dragons, as though it were merely an inconsequential farce.
In their eyes, the Marines were the problem, not those dangerous enemies.
Such an attitude could only leave one lamenting the arrogance and ignorance of those in power, and their disregard for reality.
Until...
A deafening boom rang out.
The blast sounded like a Dongfeng missile exploding right beside their ears, instantly shattering the tranquility of the Holy Land Mary Geoise.
All five of them immediately stood up.
In a flash, the five